Saxophone Sunday's scratching my ears
Cast a pocket full of one sided die, just like
Marmalade Monday makes me sing again

La la la la la

I pick my guitar and I joined the Jollyheads Circus
traveling as a one man band
That's when I found out I'm pretty sick and tired
of dealing with all your one horse towns

La la la la la
Drive me mad

Mother tongue
Hear your children's sorry silence
Worn, by resignation reputation routine
Building cardboard houses
A paper bag cartel
Those kings of conscious
And Lord of the Flies

Where have all the good kids gone (X3)
And have we ever been

Think of all the times you were right
And I was right
And we were so wrong

Think of all the time I was wrong
And you were wrong
And we were so right

Marmalade Monday

I Know Leopard Embers Digital Sampler EP

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Useless VIdeo: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OyCVr6S12c
Embers Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmMJPeAYDEM

Lalia

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All Night Long

Lyrics:
The daylight come the daylight set and what you did was done
The animals you hunt for love were blessed as they were gone
It was strong I was under it
 
The night reborn and the night reset and a blink and it was gone 
With a chemical left in your gut was there for no good cause
It was strong and you were under it

Oh now you got the soul to be the edge and to be what's in fashion and
So you got the soul to be the edge to be who you are but your soul's for sale

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The Fashion

Invisible (Radio Edit) - TJ Thompson

The Silver Lining's Call (Radio Edit) - TJ Thompson

COLLXTION I

PRIME

Nicotine Fix

7) Our Man

Our man
Sitting on the ledge
Our man
With a head of gin

Tosses a leaf to the tangled wind that
Carries off as a waltz

And the window shops
Selling handprint marks
Shown by the headlight river glow
Creeping out under his toes

No one seems to notice his reflection
On the sweaty cobblestone roads

And he could care to try
Would he dare
It?s his reflection of his solemn glare
His reflection of his younger days

Have patience for once in your life

He took care, flew a kite, read a book, road a bike 
Hung up on nothing
[Nobody seems to see]

Smokes a pipe rides a bike
Burnt parachute in hand, he's all right
[Nobody seems to see]

He once took care, flew a kite, read a book, road a bike
Such a lovely survival

Our Man

New artist. Indie Rock
Madison, WI

The best thing about music is creating something that wasnt there 5 minutes ago

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